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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=400129" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When Fantasy Is Totally Gone (In Answer To Mandi Engelbrecht)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Many memories still remain with me<br>of your white house with the wooden windows, <br>where irises bloom purple in the garden, <br>with a bottle of St. Anna on the porch, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the fireplace burning cheerfully in winter, <br>the stars that glitter silver-blue above us, <br>the branches of the avocado tree slamming<br>when the wind blows strong up on the mountain, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">your deep glance that desires in silence, <br>the way that you sometimes happily smile<br>when being together comes to perfection, <br>when your red lips are soft, hot and hungry, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">when we both build a castle brick for brick, <br>are together in all our future dreams; <br>where you sing joyfully, paint and write poems, <br>where every caress is pure and holy, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">where there is no goodbye and just hello, <br>where all the fragile feelings become real, <br>where morning glories grow exuberant <br>and we somewhat innocent believe in love</div><div style="margin:10px 0">l’Envoi</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but this world is full of a own reality, <br>as a place of cruel hard actuality; <br>where destiny continually hits on its own, <br>where I constantly stand totally alone</div><div style="margin:10px 0">where dreams flutter away like butterflies, <br>where morning glories becomes just a weed, <br>where many thousands of poems come from me, <br>where in the sounds of silence I bleed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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where irises bloom purple in the garden, 
with a bottle of St. Anna on the porch, 

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